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Views from the other side

This is America for Petes sake

 

Black lives don’t matter here

 

They say they’re being treated unfair

 

But they’re the one’s drinking up all the welfare

 

And we even pay for their health care

 

Poor black folk shouting black lives matter

 

But they don’t matter

 

The only thing that matters is the fat cats getting fatter

 

Build a school or a jail?

 

In a place like Baltimore, those black kids are already bound to fail

 

Let’s not forget from whence we hail

 

We came from abroad to build this house

 

This was never meant to be a game of cat and mouse

 

They don’t know their power, so they will never see their hour

 

Cause you see white people are only safe when those animals scared

 

White people are only safe when white people are feared

 

When black people are teared, and on their face is smeared the blood of their ancestors, on the altar that is prepared

 

The altar that was broken down when we ended Jim Crow

 

Since then look how low our country did go

 

But at last at last now again we can make America great

 

Now again we can end any debate , about what it means to be free

 

Cause when Trump is in charge I’ll tell you, you won’t tell me

 

When Trump is President you'll put your hand over your heart for the anthem, not take a knee

 

When Trump is President, You’ll be satisfied , you’ll lower your fist and you’ll be

 

You’ll be gratified, you’ll shut your mouth and watch your people die

 

You’ll watch them bleed like Alton Sterling,

 

You’ll stand there you’ll cry

 

And then you’ll wonder why,

 

why does the color of your skin decide whether or not you win

 

As you kneel before me thinking about your next of kin,

 

ready to feel these bullets in your body as your reality sets in

 

This country was never your own

 

We brought you here as slaves, you call out for a savior but

 

Abraham Lincoln is dead so you can put down the phone

 

Martin Luther King is dead so you can put down the phone

 

Malcom X is dead, you see,now you’re all alone

 

We’ve infiltrated your culture and now that seed has grown

 

As we watch you destroy each other and continue to postpone anything that looks like freedom

 

Cause you see freedom isnt free

 

We gained ours in 1776

 

Your ancestors were still in chains but here today you celebrate with me

 

Thinking that you’re free

 

But you will never be free

 

Harriet Tubman freed a thousand slaves

 

And she could've freed a thousand more but they were cheering for Trump in his rallies

 

Because they can’t grasp what it means to be free

 

And that mere truth is the key

 

So we won’t say their names

 

We won’t feel their pains

 

Cause this is the United States of America , and white is right, we still hold the reigns

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Written by
thecalmeststorm
24 / M
Published
Jul 22, 2016
Lines·Words
50·496
Notes

The sad views of some Americans. The reality that some face every day. The Hurtful ideals that make some view black people as Animals. American culture to some can be something to be proud about. But to some, it is full of hurt and pain. This piece is written to express some things I've heard from white people whether on the news or to my face at my college in Southern Maryland. I hope it makes you uncomfortable. One can not grow in a comfortable place. Enjoy

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#anger#america#race#slavery#justice#racism#trump#blacklivesmatter#freddiegray#makeamericagreatagain
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